Stephanie

“He lifted my luggage off the floor. "You're not sleeping on the couch or the recliner. You're sleeping in my bed."
"Which is more unsanitary than the couch, I'm sure."
"There's never been anyone in my bed but me."
I rolled my eyes. "Give me a break!"
"I'm absolutely serious. I bag 'em on the couch. I don't let them in my room."
"Then why am I allowed in your bed?"
One corner of his mouth pulled up into an impish grin. "Are you planning on having sex with me tonight?"
"No!"
"That's why. Now get your cranky ass up, take your hot shower, and then we can study some Bio.”
― Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

“She smiled and wrapped her arms around him, kissing his neck. "I'll leave my number on the counter."
"Eh...Don't worry about it," He said in a casual tone.
"What?" She asked, leaning back to look in his eyes.
"Every time!" America said. She looked at the woman. "How are you surprised by this? He's Travis Fucking Maddox! He is famous for this very thing, and every time they're surprised!”
― Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

“First of all . . . I have standards. I’ve never been with an ugly woman.
Ever. Second of all, I wanted to sleep with you. I thought about throwing you over my couch fifty different ways, but I haven’t because I don’t see you that way anymore. It’s not that I’m not attracted to you, I just think you’re better than that.”
― Jamie McGuire, Walking Disaster

“I’ll never love anyone the way I love you, Pigeon.”
― Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster